In the apocalypse, Jiao Jiao struggled every day - chapter 127

Whenever she goes out, she must continue to amaze others with her own face.

Su Ruan hung by the door and was brought in by Lu Shiming.

“My arm seemed to be fractured again…” Su Ruan felt very wronged.

Lu Shiming raised her hand, squeezed her thin arm, and said, “Not fractured. Just twisted.”

“Oh.”

Su Ruan saw the man’s perfect profile, and began to have a heart attack.

Su Ruan tried to beat her little heart.

Then immediately before the explosion, she walked and left the room.

Mama, her heart wasn’t clean!

…

No one had recovered from the thrilling battle the previous day.

The bridge that was blown up by Lu Shiming was washed away. The zombies crawled over the gravel and swarmed.

Ni Yang locked Su Ruan and a bunch of weak pregnant women and children together and went out with a gun.

There were men who went out with weapons.

Ni Yang used her ability while shooting.

But there were too many zombies.

And as the zombies swarmed, the other side of the river surrounded by furniture was also pushed away.

“There are too many, let’s return to the building,” Xiao Shi pulled Ni Yang back.

Lu Shiming stood by the window and looked far away, thoughtfully.

The water in the river started to surge.

The surface of the river rolled up circle after circle of small ripples.

Then the ripples grew bigger and turned into vortexes which inhaled the zombies in the river like a sewer.

Guru-

The zombies in the river gradually disappeared.

Then the water in the river turned up and down, sucking in the zombies.

Like a monstrous beast, it seemed to be able to swallow everything.

Ni Yang looked awkward, staring at the river and muttering, “It’s a water power.”

Cars were heard outside.

It looked like a team was coming.

“Convoy, it’s the convoy! Someone has come to save us!”

The people around made a cry of surprise and rushed to the iron gate.

The zombies surrounding the building were swallowed by the water column.

It was clean and strange around.

Countless men jumped with a shovel from a big truck.

They first shoveled away the snow.

Then spread the red carpet again, all the way from the entrance of a long black Lincoln car to the entrance of the building.

Su Ruan lowered her head and stepped on it repeatedly.

Six small footprints appeared on it.

Click-

The door opened and a young man dressed in black came out.

The young man stooped down and talked into the car with a respectful look.

After a while, the door opened again and came out… a wheel?

Then there was another wheel.

It was a wheelchair.

The empty wheelchair landed, and the man in black stooped, carefully pulled a man out of the back seat.

The distance was too far for everyone to see clearly.

And as soon as the man came out, he was put on a wheelchair by the man in black and covered with a black umbrella.

The man in black pushed the wheelchair and walked on the red carpet in a slow motion. He was surrounded by snow and the hymn was quiet.

Everyone stared at it as if they were in a temple.

“Zzz…”

The iron gate of the building was opened.

The first thing that came in with the wind and snow was an elegant sacred music.

The black umbrella moved away.

An uncle wearing a black robe similar to a priest, sitting in a wheelchair, was slowly pushed forward by the man in black behind him respectfully.

The uncle looked in his early forties and had a thin body.

Because he was sitting, one couldn’t see his height.

However, judging from his size, he shouldn’t be very tall.

A blanket was placed on his knee to cover his legs. There was a book on his knees, which looked like a Bible.

The uncle looked very peaceful and kind especially in the sacred music played deliberately from the speaker on the wheelchair.

His voice was hoarse with a strange tone, “My dear, I came to pick you up.”

The uncle looked at Su Ruan’s direction.

Su Ruan vowed to Lu Shiming that she didn’t know the disabled uncle at all.

The man standing beside Su Ruan understood. His expression was calm.

But Su Ruan noticed that his body seemed to tremble slightly.

He wasn’t afraid, but excited.

That kind of bloodthirsty excitement thrived in the man’s thin body.

The man’s long hair scattered on his shoulders twitched slightly.

Under the black hair, Lu Shiming’s eyes were red.

Su Ruan subconsciously reached out and took his hand.

The man lowered his eyes and looked down.

He had escaped from the bloodthirsty madness when he met the pure and flawless eyes of Su Ruan.

Click, click…

The wheelchair turned.

Su Ruan finally saw the man on the wheelchair clearly.

The disabled uncle faced Lu Shiming. His wrinkled face showed a smile, greedy and fascinated.

“Shiming, I haven’t seen you for so many years. Don’t you miss me?”

Su Ruan immediately glared.

Huh! How could Lu Shiming like you, an uncle in a wheelchair!